I wanna be...
Yo let me f___ that n____ down
You heard that s___ n____
Ay yo what you doin with that big a__
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off
Let's be friends
Where my n____z at
Where my n____z, where my n____z
Where my n____z at, all my real n____z
Where my n____z, where my n____z

Let's be friends (throw ya hands in the air)
There's no need to front (let's see ya just throw ya hands in the air)
Let's be friends (westside in this mother f___er right here)
(throw ya hands in the air)
Westside

[2pac - Verse 1]
Approach you and post a minute (yeah)
All on my double-R tinted *car screech*
As you pass bye winkin
My eye, freshly scented
What's the happs baby? (what's up?)
Come get with me and perhaps lady
You can help me multiply my stacks baby (ha ha ha get money baby)
Currency seem small i need companionship (hey)
Through with that scandalous s___
I bet your man ain't s___ (ain't s___)
So why you hesitating?
Actin like your s___ don't stink
Check out my diamonds b____ everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling)
This be a thug paid, outlaw n____ with riches
Cream dreamin mother f___er, on a mash for b____es (b____)
Check my resume, sippin on crystalle and allazay *coughing*
Smokin on big weed, keyed the Cali way (Westside!)
Don't like trickin but I'll buy you a fifth
I can't stand no sneaker-wearing nappy head b____ (word)
Let my letters read, read briefly, they're so cheap
Puttin b____-made bustas to sleep with no grief
Mash on my so-called c__, who the man?
While tuggin on your made b____ head (westside!)
Understand this, ain't no n____ like me
f___ Jay-z, he broke and I smoke daily (come on y'all)
Baby let's be friends

(Chorus)
Friends (where my n____z at? come on y'all)
No need to front, let's be friends (where my n____z at, all my n____z)
Because I know you want to f___ (where my b____es at)
Let's be friends
No need to front, let's be friends
Because I know you want to f___

[2pac - Verse 2]
I met you and I stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that a__
It was hard to keep my d___ in my pants
Every time you pass got me checkin for you hardcore
Staring and watchin, me and you one on one (see that)
Picture countless options
Was it prophecy?
Clear as day, visions on top of me (oh my god)
Erotic, psychotic, would possess my body (yes, yes, yes)
Far from a quest I wanna bust your guts
And touch everything inside you from my head to my nuts
You got me sweatin like a fat girl going for mine
Just a skinny n____ f___in like she stole my mind
Back in time I recall how she used to be
I guess money and fame made you used to me
What's up in 9-6? fine tricks in drag
f___ Dre, tell that b____ he can kiss my a__
Back to you, my pretty a__ caramel queen (come here baby, come here!)
Got my hands on your thighs now let me in-between
That's friends

(Chorus)
Friends (Where my n____z at? hahah,
Where my b____es at? Throw ya guns in the air)
No need to front, let's be friends
(My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on)
Because I know you want to f___,
Let's be friends (Where my n____z at?
Where my b____es at? Where my n____z at?)
No need to front, let's be friends (Where my n____z at?)
(Where my b____es at? Where my people at?)
Because i know you want to f___
Let's be...

[2pac - Verse 3]
Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the tricks
I got em ready for a booty call, I f___ed your b____ (Ha Ha!)
Was it me or the fame?
My d___ or the game?
Bet I scream 'westside' when I came (westside!)
Scream my name
Cause baby it's the licoius ghetto weak spot, for pretty b____es
Up and down, similar to switches
My movement, baby let your back dip into it, make it fluent
In and out, all around when a n____ do it
You got me high! Let me come inside!
I love it when you get on top, baby let me ride!
Who wanna stop me? Am I top notch?
f___ player hatin n____z cause they c___ block (c___ block)
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision with the game
Rather see a n____ up in prison, why you change?
Made a living out of cuss words, liquor, and weed
A bad seed turned good in this world of G's
Baby got me fantasizing, seeing you naked
It's a f___ song check the record (so check my record)

Chorus x 4

[2pac] (talking over chorus)
Where my n____z at? Show me where my n____z at
Where my b____es at? Show me where my b____es at (come on)
Where my people at? Show me where my people at (right here)
Where my people at? Show me where my people at
(westside in this m_________er)
All my n____z now, this for n____z here
(come on! westside in this m_________er right here)
Where my n____z at? Just for n____z now
Where my b____es at? Where my b____es? (westside in this m_________er)
Where my b____es at? Where my b____es be? (come on)
Where my b____es at? Where my b____es?
(westside in this m_________er right here)
Where my down gettin b____es? The cash gettin n____z (come on)
Be friends, tell me where my n____z at (westside in this m_________er)
Be friends, tell me where my b____es at
Be friends, tell me where my people at (ha ha, my ghetto love song)
Make money, take money, be friends (you know)

Make money, take money (6X)
Let's get paid
Come on, get your cash on
Let's get paid

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